A Poem You Drink One Bowl at a Time
唐代诗人卢仝写过一首关于喝茶的诗，一碗接一碗,从润喉写到通仙灵，最后写到第七碗喝不下去，只觉两腋生出习习清风，仿佛要乘风飞去蓬莱山。Baoputang's 七茶杯 — Seven Tea Cups — takes that poem literally: one cup per bowl, each one engraved with its corresponding line, the set meant to be drunk from in order, the way the poem itself was written.
The cups themselves are Jingdezhen porcelain, fully hand-thrown, glazed in a Chenghua-era reproduction style — white with a faint undertone of blue, a gold-inlaid rim, fine blue-and-white calligraphy beneath the glaze, a classically tall, narrow foot. Commissioned in 2013, the set has stayed in continuous production since, sold whole rather than piece by piece — splitting it up would mean breaking the poem.
It's an unusual kind of teaware: an object you don't just drink from, but read from, one cup, one line, one bowl of Lu Tong's poem at a time.